Behind him, Mu Qinxue's voice called out one last time—calm and steady, but now holding a new kind of warmth and responsibility.
"This place is your home now. Rest and grow stronger. Tommorrow, I'll teach you the technique you'll need to learn. It won't be easy… but nothing worth doing ever is."
Then, with a soft breeze and a graceful flick of her sleeve, she vanished beyond the formation gate.
Tian Lei slowly turned around, taking in the cave's interior. This wasn't just some ordinary cave—it felt sacred, almost divine.
"So this is a real Immortal Cave… I've only ever read about them in the scrolls back at the Heavenly Sword Sect," Tian Lei said to himself, running his fingers along the smooth walls veined with jade. Qi pulsed gently beneath the stone—calm, steady, and endless like a deep river.
"Only core disciples… or personal disciples ever got access to places like this," he added in a quiet voice.
He stood silently for a moment, letting the atmosphere sink in.
